at 8:15 pm, followed by rain, followed by the heat breaking, finally, after days of suffocation,
followed by thunderstorms, just out of reach, almost inaudible, flashing dull violet sky. I spent an hour lying in the wet grass, my feet chilled for the first time in months, the air misty but clear-smelling, slight breeze against my face. Fireflies against black grass.
As I type this, I've changed out of my wet shirt but not my skirt, and my toes are still muddy. The air conditioner is off. Last night I found what I didn't know I wanted. Tuesday morning I leave town.
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